I write novels in Liyue

No, I need to go to bed...

Sleeping here makes it easy to catch a cold or fever.

She mustered her strength, sat up, ate a piece of lotus seed paste cake to fill her stomach, washed up, and then quickly stripped off her clothes until she was only wearing her undergarments. She then crawled into bed, curled up into a ball, and closed her eyes.

Goodnight, Teyvat.

While Fang Qiu was sleeping, a large number of novel enthusiasts were waiting in front of Wanwen Collection Hall.

Just yesterday, they saw a major announcement in the new book preview.

"Extra! Extra! Fang Qiu, that old scoundrel, has written a fantasy novel!"

Thus, this shocking news spread by word of mouth throughout almost the entire Liyue Harbor novel enthusiast community.

Many novel lovers were startled awake and lined up early in the morning, with crowds gathering in front of major bookstores.

They discussed almost exclusively Fang Qiu's books.

"Although Fang Qiu is a scoundrel, his book publishing frequency is too fast, isn't it? It hasn't been that long, and he's already written another one."

"Damn it! After reading the first two books, I swore I would never read that old scoundrel's books again, but this time, she's writing a story about immortals and heroes! This is forcing me to break my vow!"

"Me too. After reading Eternal, I drank for two days straight, and my body was almost giving out. I wasn't planning on buying any more of her books, but who knew she would write a fantasy novel this time? I couldn't help but feel excited."

"Damn it! This time, 'Chinese Paladin' is definitely going to be another tragedy. You guys should persuade me not to buy it."

"Don't buy it! Let me buy it. I have 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy,' which is absolutely fantastic! I refuse to believe that every book by this old scoundrel is a tragedy!"

"Oh yeah, yeah, that's what I thought too when I read 'Eternal Ship.' I just couldn't believe that both of his books were tragedies, but look what happened."

"You can't say that. Since reading Fang Qiu's book, I feel that my heart has become stronger and stronger. My life is no longer filled with joy or sorrow. My heart is already made of stone."

A bald young man in his early twenties said calmly, as if he had seen through the world, "Of all the words in the world, only the word 'love' is the most deadly. If I can remain unmoved by joy or sorrow after reading this book, then I will go to Jueyun Mountain to seek immortality and ask questions."

"What if this doesn't work?"

"Then let's move on to the next book. If we follow our heart and work hard day after day, we will surely make progress."

Looking at the dense crowd downstairs, Ji Fang, the proprietress of Wanwenjishe, couldn't help but be somewhat astonished.

This time, the number of people who came was almost double.

However, this is understandable.

Even she was taken aback when she received the announcement from Liyue Publishing yesterday.

Fang Qiu's latest book is surprisingly a fantasy/xianxia (fantasy martial arts) novel.

Even she was very curious about what the fantasy world Fang Qiu created was like, let alone those novel enthusiasts.

However, although she guessed that there would be more people today, she did not expect there to be so many more.

The road was packed with people buying books, and there were even a few Chiyan soldiers helping to maintain order.

Soon, the time was up.

At Ji Fang's command, the shop opened.

Several employees rolled up their sleeves, as if facing a formidable enemy.

A commotion broke out in the queue, and people moved in an orderly fashion upstairs.

"Hello, what kind of book would you like to buy?"

"One, no, three, no, five copies of 'Chinese Paladin,' plus 'April is Your Promise' and 'The Domineering Fairy Falls in Love with Me.'"

"That's what the person at the front of the line said."

"Hello, I'd like ten copies of 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy'..."

The first person in the next group spoke up.

"Holy crap, bro, you guys are going too far! Buying so much?"

"These people are crazy! Buying so many books at once? Luckily I came to line up before dawn, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to buy any at all."

"This is incredibly popular!"

"After all, it's Fang Qiu's book, so its quality is guaranteed."

As time went on, sales became exceptionally strong.

However, the queues did not shorten; instead, they grew longer.

Those people who were wondering why others bought so many books got their wish and left Wanwenji House.

Just as they were about to find a quiet teahouse, order a strong cup of tea, and savor Fang Qiu's fantasy novel, they suddenly saw the young man who had just bought ten books talking to a girl who was far behind in line.

"Excuse me, are you here to buy the game 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy'?"

"Yes, is there something you need?"

The girl nodded.

"Well, I've always read alone because I can't find anyone to discuss books with. So, I bought a few extra books this time, hoping to find some fellow book lovers to read with. If possible, how about we find a place to read together?"

The young man smiled faintly and said.

When the girl saw that there were both men and women with him, she thought for a moment, nodded, and then took the book from the young man's hand.

"Thank you then."

The girl thanked her.

This move stunned everyone who saw it.

I never knew it could be done like that!

I learned something.

……

……

P.S.: I haven't been feeling well these past couple of days, and I failed to adjust my sleep schedule again. I'll wait until I have a draft saved up before trying to adjust it; I can't let it affect the quality of the book...

Chapter Eighty-Six Yun Jin

"How about we each contribute a copy and give it a try?"

After a long silence, the younger man with short hair tentatively broke the ice and spoke.

"What a joke! How can you read a good book while surrounded by these love-obsessed insects?"

Another slightly older young man with long hair glared angrily and cursed.

"But, President, I'm so envious!"

The man stared intently at the girls in the back of the line and said.

"Hmph! Then go ahead!"

The long-haired youth angrily turned away, saying, "Go! Go! Go! Don't come back! Don't blame me for not warning you, our book club..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a quietness behind him.

what's the situation?

He immediately turned around, only to find that the short-haired youth who had been standing behind him was gone.

"What about people?"

He looked up and saw the short-haired youth carrying books running up to a pretty girl.

"Um, I have some extra books here. Can we find a place to read them together?"

The short-haired youth stammered.

"Um, sorry, my brother and I were in line together."

The girl smiled awkwardly and then politely declined.

As they were talking, a burly man next to the girl coughed, then stretched his body. The veins on his thick arms bulged like small green snakes, and as he rubbed his fists together, the size of a clay pot made a crackling sound.

"I'm... I'm sorry to bother you."

The short-haired youth trembled, his face ashen, and fled back to the others.

The long-haired youth didn't say much, but patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, or there won't be any good seats left."

"Ah."

The short-haired youth responded with a sound and then fell silent.

They walked to a nearby teahouse and sat down by the window.

We ordered some snacks and tea.

The long-haired youth sat at the tea table, placed the other books aside, and then placed "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" in front of him.

"Alright, let's begin."

The long-haired youth spoke, then opened the book cover. After reading a couple of paragraphs, he nodded in amazement and exclaimed, "I never expected Fang Qiu to capture the essence of Liyue's everyday life so vividly. I just wonder where Yuzhou is..."

"It's really good. The character Jing Tian is so lifelike. There's a character with a similar personality in the antique shop next door."

"I quite like the spoiled female lead type, and Jing Tian, ​​Xue Jian... I feel like I've heard these names somewhere before."

……

Before you know it, it's noon, and there's still a long queue outside Wanwenjishe.

"Big Qiuqiu is sick, Second Qiuqiu, go see..."

As Hu Tao pulled her cart down the street, she smiled and hummed a folk song in a Peking Opera style.

The cart was full of Fang Qiu's new books.

She bought another fifty books.

She would have bought a hundred copies if the protests from the customers behind her hadn't been so severe.

Unfortunately, Xiangling was asked to help in the kitchen at the shipyard construction site, so she couldn't come to buy books with us this time.

Otherwise, if I gave Mora to Xiangling, I might be able to buy twenty or thirty more books.